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NEMO | Stood behind a guy at the John Deere parts counter few years ago, he was talking to another guy about baling hay, didn't know either one of them. He was standing there griping and moaning about his pretty Brome that had just headed out, and now it was complete junk, didn't know what to do with it. I thought about asking if I could come bale it, bet if I had, it would suddenly become pretty hay that was worth a lot to him | |
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